Judge — April 24, 1920 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Drews by Hemaan Pauwen Judgements \. E. Rottaver, Treasurer J. A. Watros, Associate Editor 2, President Revsex P. Stercuer, Secretary Joux A. Suet : Pernrron Maxwett, Editor A Tue Deatnu’s-Heap Ar ‘Tue Feast T is quite startling to see the spirit of prohibition grow by what it feeds upon—hover with gloomy brow and droop with vulture-wings over the land of the free and the home of the brave. We are deporting like the spectre of Louis XIV., proscribing like an appar- ition of Diocletian, raiding like a re-incarnation of the Star Chamber, poking for Rye House plots, smelling for stills, eavesdropping for scandal, and some very amiable citizens are girding on the sword to slay that soft sorceress of dalliance, Lady Nicotine. What kind of a witches’ broth are we brewing? Will ‘‘Verboten” arise from the steam—the theory that government is a policeman? Or will Gog and Magog dolefully inflict a, wizard’s prophecy? Sackcloth and ashes are incompatible with the milk and honey of freedom, and the call to statutory salva- tion is the favorite stage-trick of the false prophet. We are enchanted by that spirit of mysticism which so warps the vision that the sacred gods are mistaken for the secular. Popular caprice has once more taken a strange turn. The future will regard us with an evil eye should we continue this drilling of the population to habits of autocratic austerity. How it will chuckle over the periodic reappearance of theignis fatuus that beckons nations to extremes—that whispers to the innocent mind that purity and tyranny are the twins of progress, that law-enforced morality is the jewel of this carnal world, and that inthe far-off Millennium a saintly legislation shall make nen too ethereal to be married. A new spirit moves us. And the Goddess of Liberty feels just like the Queen of Sheba after she had seen the wisdom of Solomon —so jealous “that there was no more spirit in her.”* . . . No use trying to hide behind your wife’s skirt until the fashion changes. Drawn by R. B, Feuuew Tue Voice Or Sprinc Geant EF RESUMPTUOUS persons in) Washington are proposing an innovation in the procedtire of the Supreme Court. They suggest that each “decision, when read from the bench, shall be prefaced by a brief synopsis, ‘telling just what the decision means so that the lay mind may at once comprehend.” The innova- tion will be put into practice the same day that physi- cians start writing their prescriptions in English. . . . Opportunity, about to knock upon a Profiteer’s door, passed on: “He was there on the steps waiting for me,” cerote Opportunity in his autobiography. . * * HOCOLATE bonbons containing rum and brandy are among the oversea novelties ready for American tourists this year. This, however, is mere piker stuff. The real thing will materialize when some- body imports a duplicate of the Central Park Obelisk, first hollowing it out and fittingly filling it. one * Tonntil Some men never put their shoulder to the «x they get an automobile. R. WILEY radically suggests that women drop lap-dogs and take up babies. “They would fill a woman’s lap and heart,” he say's, “‘much better than any dog.” Yes, but in summer it would not be so easy to leave them at somebody's kennels to be fed and cared for until October. And now it is charged that a peanut trust is to be organized. dA “fresh roasted” public will be nothing ne however . R. HOOVER'S friends should plainly remind him that feeding hungry Belgians is simple, comparatively, to feeding hungry office-seekers. ‘The latter seldom are satisfied with mere rations. ° . * Marriage is a close corporation with the wife chairman of the ad- visory board. Hamivros, Art Director 2